The roof of Banana Cave was blown clean off.
Through the gaping hole above, not even a black speck could be seen in the cloudless blue sky.
Under the combined devastating blows of the Banana Leaf Fan and the Treasure Lotus Lamp, the Bull Demon King had turned into a shooting star, hurtling straight off to who knew what distant land.
"Qingquan! Are you all right?!" Yang Chan did not even stop to retrieve her magical treasure. She rushed frantically to Chen Wei, feeling him from top to bottom and pinching him from left to right, terrified that he might have lost so much as a hair.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Were your internal organs shaken? Has the energy in your meridians gone awry?"
"Don't try to tough it out! I brought some supreme healing pills Taishang Laojun gave me. Quick, swallow two first to stabilize your heart meridian!"
As Yang Chan examined him, she made to reach into her sleeve.
Chen Wei went stiff all over under her hands, his face flushing scarlet.
Had she lavished such tender care on him in private, he would naturally have enjoyed it. But the Rakshasi Woman was standing right beside them, watching the show.
"Ahem!"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Chen Wei coughed heavily several times and retreated half a step, taking the opportunity to stop Yang Chan's hand as she tried to feel his chest again. Then he frantically shot her meaningful looks, his eyelids twitching. Chan'er, stop for a moment! Mind your dignity as an immortal official! We're not alone here. Someone's watching!
Yang Chan came to her senses as well, realizing that she had indeed lost her composure.
She swiftly withdrew her hands, tucked them behind her back, and resumed the bearing of a cool, aloof immortal maiden.
Seeing this, Madam